In Loving Memory Poems

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In Loving Memory Poems

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Not how did he die,but how did he live?
Not,what did he gain, but what did he give?
These are the units to measure the worth
Of a man as a man, regardless of birth.
Not what was his church, nor what was his creed?
But had he befriended those really in need?
Was he ever ready, with a word of good cheer,
To bring back a smile, to banish a tear?
Not what did the sketch in the newspaper did say,
But how many were sorry when he passed away?

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Gravy

No other word will do. For that’s what it was. Gravy.
Gravy, these past ten years.
Alive, sober, working, loving and
Being loved by a good woman. Eleven years
Ago he was told that he had six months to live
At the rate he was going. And he was going nowhere
But down. So he changed his ways
Somehow. He quit drinking! And the rest?
After that it was all gravy, every minute
Of it, up to and including when he was told about,
Well, some things were breaking down and
Building up inside his head.”Don’t weep for me”
He said to his friends.”I’m a lucky man. I’ve had ten years longer than I or anyone expected.
Pure gravy. And don’t forget it”
Raymond Carver1939-88

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In Loving Memory Poems

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"This is an Epitaph on a friend In Loving Memory Poem

An honest man here lies at rest,
The friend of man, the friend of truth
The friend of age, and guide of youth:
Few hearts like his, with virtue warmed,
Few heads with knowledge so in formed;
If there’s another world ,he lives in bliss;
If there is none, he made the best of this.
Robert Burns

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By herself and her friends
If I should go before the rest of you
Break not a flower or inscribe a stone
Nor when I’m gone speak in a Sunday voice
But be the usual selves I’be known.
Weep if you must,
Parting is hell,
But life goes on,
So sing as well.
Joyce Grenfell

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"Good Night Willie Lee, I’ll see you in the morning"

Looking down into my father’s dead face
For the last time my mother said,
Without smiles, without regrets, but with civility
“Good Night, Willie Lee, I’ll see you in the morning”
And it was then I knew that the healing
of all our wounds
is forgiveness
that permits a promise
of our return
at the end.
Alice Walker

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Pablo Neruda
When I die, I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and wheat of your beloved hands
To pass their freshness over me once more;
I want to feel the softness that changed my destiny.

I want you to live while I wait for you, asleep.
I want your ears still to hear the wind, I want you
To sniff the sea’s aroma that we loved together,So that you can reach everything my love directs to you to,
So that my shadow can travel along your hair,
So that everything can learn the reason for my song.

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In Loving Memory Poems

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This truth came born with bier and pall,
I felt it, when I sorrowed most.
Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.

But I remained, whose hopes were dim,
Whose life, whose thoughts were little worth,
To wander on a darkened earth,
Where all things round me breathed of him.

Whatever ways my days decline,
I felt and feel, though leftb alone,
His being working in mine own,
The footsteps of his life in mine;

And so passion hath not swerved
To works of weakness, but I find
An image comforting the mind,
And in my grief a strength reserved.
Lord Alfred Tennyson.

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In Loving Memory Poems for a child

Epitaph upon a child that died

Here she lies, a pretty bud,
Lately made of flesh and blood:
Who as soon fell fast asleep
As her little eyes did peep
Give her strewings, but did not stir
The earth that lightly covers her.
Robert Herrick

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A Celtic Blessing

Deep peace of the running wave to you,
Deep peace of the flowing air to you,
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you,
Deep peace of the shining stars to you,
Deep peace of the Son of Peace to you,
May the road rise to meet you;
May the wind always be at your back;
May the sun shine warm upon your face;
May the rains fall softly upon your fields.
Until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.

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For a Stillborn Baby

We held you in our arms
For a short time that is true;
You won our hearts and our love
We will always remember you.

The angels are with you
By your side they will always be;
Your soul flies on and stays with them
And you will always be free.

There are some things you just treasure
A new baby in the fold;
You stayed asleep though here on earth
We're glad we had a hold.
Maggie-May

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